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ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕘𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝟛𝟚𝟟𝟚
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"𝐖𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐖𝐞𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐢.

. . .

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬... 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐒𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐢ß𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐡."
Kicking at the dirt.

Bored.
November 25, 2025 at 6:30 PM
"I want flowers..."

They're so pretty.
November 24, 2025 at 9:58 PM
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March 23, 2025 at 10:13 AM
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October 8, 2025 at 11:12 PM
His hand is all wrapped up in cloth, a focus on his two previously dislocated fingers.

He doesn't look too happy about having a marshmallow looking hand.
November 24, 2025 at 6:27 PM
He shakes his head too.

"Nu-uh. Now you have to tell me. I'm confused. I hate being confused."

His little flustered episode was over pretty quickly.
He would shake his head for a moment.

"Nothing.. forget about it.. just more questions than answers if that makes sense"
"What do you mean?"

Now he's confused about what Últa was upset about. People being attracted to him, or people insinuating that he looks old enough to be a father?
November 24, 2025 at 7:04 AM
"What do you mean?"

Now he's confused about what Últa was upset about. People being attracted to him, or people insinuating that he looks old enough to be a father?
The look on his face was a bit confused.

"Was that really all what the fuss was about?.."
- like. Uh.

Well."

Now he's too embarrassed to continue.
November 24, 2025 at 7:00 AM
[Oh crud.

Should I do a seductive Sunday for Bernie or nah?
November 24, 2025 at 5:05 AM
@ultathesmith.bsky.social

Bernie hugs Últa. No words, just a somber expression and lack of eye contact.
November 24, 2025 at 5:04 AM
"[READER], hast du something for this?

Bernard doesn't look too hot: busted up fingers and bruised knuckles, a bloody lip and a cut on his nose.

"I don't know, maybe a... One of those finger splits. Or whatever fixes this." Presenting his dislocated index and middle fingers on his left hand. Ouch.
November 24, 2025 at 4:28 AM
Yaawwn...

So sleepy Bernie.
November 23, 2025 at 11:26 AM
Bernard wasn't pleased. Survival taught him to fight or prove your worth as soon as possible, so being belittled (even in a joking manner) made him feel pretty insignificant. It was complicated, to say the least.

He followed Ross along to the mat, not saying anything. Sort of sulking in an -
- so? Very well then, that’s a fuckin’ first. Let’s head to the mat then.”

Oh yeah, he definitely had his own personal gym inside of the shop.
November 23, 2025 at 4:40 AM
There wasn't a fiber of Bernard's body that wasn't in immediate fight-or-flight instinct, which surprised him, because Bernard acted fairly calm and collected.

"No." Shaking his head, a cautionary glare at the armored looking man. The armor and the gun together brought back the uncomfortably -
—The question was simple, yet the real reason were unclear.

“I need to have a little chat with him.”
November 23, 2025 at 4:32 AM
"Excuse you." Says Bernard, watching the... Gas-masked man wander along.

Can't help but stare. The dude reminds him of those guards back in the Sinyala Facility. Just because of the gas mask.

Damn. Now he's paranoid.
November 23, 2025 at 3:49 AM
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“ Mediocre soldiers die, good soldiers sacrifice but only the elite soldiers accomplish their mission. „
November 23, 2025 at 12:35 AM
[I'm trying to take up drawing caaauuuse I dunno how to describe how I imagine Bernie very well. So like.

I guess I'm aiming towards uh, realistic-ish drawings? Kind of like the stuff you'd see in sketch books and all of that. Not sure if any of this makes sense but um. if anyone has advice.. yknow
November 22, 2025 at 7:22 AM
"Gott. Du bist so ein Virgin." Bernard muttered. Did he have to tell this man where babies came from!?

"Dad I would like to fuck." He laid it out, plain and simple. Then he raised his hands up a little bit, clearing his throat- "N-not saying that.. I want to, do that to you. I mean I'm not -
The Paladin would stare at Bernard blankly for a moment, his head titling slightly to the side.

He wasn't sure why he was struggling to tell him.

Últa would twist his hand a bit as if to tell him to go on and finish his sentence.
"Well." He feels like he's giving Últa 'The Talk'.

"DILF means uh." He clears his throat for this, announcing the words slowly, "Dad.. I'd.. Like to.."

He purposely leaves the last word hanging.
November 22, 2025 at 6:54 AM
"I need a punching bag.

Or like. A room with punchable things."

He hasn't fought in a while, wants to make sure he's still got it in him to do so.
November 21, 2025 at 10:12 PM
"I'm not fucking weak, Ross." A frown. A pretty not pleased one at that. Joking around was all cool, but he really didn't like to be insinuated that he was fragile or couldn't defend himself.

"I can prove it right now." Still, he followed along, hands at his sides now as he watched Ross do what -
- hospital for weeks."

He uttered before reaching to his office as he searches around for the papers.

"You'll definitely have moments where a couple of people will challenge you face to face."
November 21, 2025 at 10:11 PM
[I'll reply to more thingies soon!! On here and Spiffo of course
November 21, 2025 at 6:43 PM
"I don't understand-" Bernard mumbled as he was told the plan. Honestly, this was all really confusing. One moment, he was running from ex-pops and crawling around just not to be seen, now he's being told about some camo thing and a sewer.

But, as stated before, he really didn't have much of a -
plan. Don't touch anything and the camo won't drop, we need to walk past the big guy."

Meaning the massive grunt that swung blindly nearby.

"Once we're past, we get in the sewers. There I'll be able to heal your wounds."
November 21, 2025 at 6:38 PM
"..shut up.." Is all he mumbled, clearing his throat after being reminded about the bike. He did, however, pay special attention to the fact that these cars were obviously worth a great deal of money. Not that Bernie was going to jack a car and drive off into the sunset, no, he just liked to be -
- the local authorities to claim them. Some are from the other side of the country.”

He said before it was asked about the drone.

“I suppose it can be, maybe self defense is first. Gotta see how tough you are if you’re willing to take this job.”
November 21, 2025 at 4:10 AM
Bernie giggles. Such a funny word.
I could really go for some BANANG!
November 21, 2025 at 3:59 AM
Bernard decided not to answer. Not because it was something heart-breaking and gut wrenching, but because he was simply embarassed about his dreams as a kid. The sheepish half smirk on his face was a non verbal way to say 'maybe another time'.

He was glad the big dragon kept talking, though. It -
"Hmm? Embarrassing story, huh?"

At least he assumed with Bernard happened to go silent, but soon after, he would ask if Saffire has help with him.

"Oh yes, of course! I have two other workers along by my side, mostly to help with a multitude of customers, especially when I'm doing paperwork."
- co-worker? Or... Would it be an employee?" The last part was a bit of an existential question to himself. He didn't know whether or not you would classify someone who works at the place you own and also work at... Little dilemmas like this confused Bernie.
November 21, 2025 at 3:57 AM